The Bloodied Ship

The wood of the ship creaks as it drifts, isolated in a sun-filled sea. Above deck the sails are open ready to catch wind, however the deck is lifeless, the only way to tell humans have touched this ship at all is the viscera spread across the deck. Unrecognizable bits of tendon, muscle and flesh paint the boards. When the ship is found it will be assumed the bloody mess simply came from a hunted whale; however, this is not the case. Everyone asks if or when a zombie apocalypse will occur, never realizing instead of wiping out earth, it decimated the crew of a poor whaling ship.

Halloween is so different for so many people.

Halloween. Halloween is so different for so many people. Young kids are already heading home as night descends upon your town, for they trick or treated during the day. A frat boy strains to load a keg into his car, " This is going to be the sickest party ever bro!"   A teen couple sits in a theatre, the boy is determined to put his arm around his date, no matter how cheesy the movie is. A large preteen friend group prepares their costumes; they certainly are going to frighten many unfortunate kids tonight.

Far out in the woods a masked man fails to rev up his chainsaw; he'll make the headlines next year. Deep underground a secret society lights candles; who will be their sacrifice? Outside your door a zombie waits; will you be his next meal? In the halls crawl the Chupacabra ; will he drink your blood? Under your bed waits the boogeyman; will he take you to his lair? In the corner floats the previous owner of your home; is your house that old?


The Grim Reaper creeps down the stairs, but where is he going? Oh no! He's right behind YOU!